I sat on my aunt’s squishy couch, legs folded under one another. My elbows rested on my knees and I looked to the heavens for my answer to… Continue
Table for One
I used to really hate eating alone. And I don’t use the word “hate” loosely. Years ago, if I had a choice between dental work and sitting in… Continue
Three Weeks on Tinder
Goodness. I’m nervous to write this. But then again, when am I not nervous to let you peek into the workings of my mind and heart? On a… Continue
Me and Bridget Jones
I suppose the correct grammatical phrase would be “Bridget Jones and I.” However, wouldn’t you agree that it just doesn’t have the same ring? Miss Jones and I… Continue
Ex-boyfriends and God
I started this post with good intentions…I planned to write on Isaiah 52:2. But minutes ticked by as I stared blankly at my computer screen, at a loss… Continue